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Earth Horizon

This is a new painting I did to go with my poem,

At night, when the sea cradles the womb of the land.

At night, when the sea cradles the womb of the land,
rippling liquid rainbows upon the sand,
I lie back on the dunes and look up at the moon,
moving from horizon to its zenith all too soon.
I hear the hush of the sea, its murmurs and swells,
and hear its rumbling, moving waves crashing like bells.
I feel the earth pulsing beneath me,
I feel the sea moving within me,
As I watch the stars above twinkle,
in a space-time distorted wrinkle,
Upon our Galactic home, Earth,
She is our hearth!

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Welcome! Hello, my name is Bridget Cameron.
I am an poet, writer, photographer, musician, artist, counsellor, naturalist... I am inspired by the beauty in nature, in people, music and the unseen. I like to ask the big questions, yet enjoy the simple pleasures in life, and am guided by compassion.
Blessings to you, Bridget :)